No Cause for Alarm
I always detested you
A freak by choice
Your spiked hair
And leather jacket
Picturing the Statue of
Submerged in water
As if drowning
Baring the words
That entitle this poem
I did not detest your
rebellion
It intrigued me
Tantalized me
Rather how you would
Cynically mock me
For behaving
Following the rules
And I have come
To the conclusion
That you were right
Now I see
Your picture on Facebook
Your head is shaved
And a M 16
Is raised aimed to kill
And worst of all
You are not joking
I detest you still
But I have learned
An art to survival
Compassion
And so unto you
Whom I will conceal
I send you this
Love Letter
P.S.
I am straight
So there is
No Cause for Alarm
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